Yes, that is what my husband said to me, “I hate that day.” Meaning “my birthday” because it falls on the weekend of *******fest. I held it all together even though I was fighting back my tears. I did not want to show my husband that his words hurt me. I did not say anything back to him. I walked away.
For years, I have felt unwanted. I have written about my childhood experiences in my previous blogs. These words were a tough one to swallow. In the past, I would have cried myself to sleep. I would have felt hopeless. I would have felt like I was a mistake.
NOT TODAY……I did NOT cry myself to sleep. I did NOT shed one tear. I am NOT hopeless, and I am definitely NOT a mistake.
God loves me. God gives me hope. God is the One who gave me life.
My narcissist husband is not going take those things away from me. Even his hostile evil words are not going to break my spirit.